[EightBall]
 Yeah
 All my playa niggaz throw your hands up
 And all my thug niggaz throw your guns up
 Weak niggaz give your funds up  to these hoes
 Distance your foes  and stay up on your toes
 I love this game  but its not the NBA
 It be me and MJ  doin' shit the playa way
 Daily smokin' hay
 The time on my Roly  tellin' me I'm gonna make cheese like Kobe
 Did what the real niggaz showed me  and shook the phonies
 Hooked the honies, lookin' like I got some money
 Ain't it funny, they diss you when you lookin' bunny
 But she your honey, when your stuff shrimps in her tummy
 I just call it how I see it, non-fictional
 Deliver the bomb shit, straight irresistable
 Without a pistol, I'll make you put your hands up
 So everybody in the place put your hands up
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 Stompin', and pimpin' and mackin' and actin'
 Bad when a nigga rappin'
 Get your hands up, let me see the big butts
 We don't wanna see nothin' but the big butts
 Thug niggaz if you feel me bust
 No matter where you at pull your shit out and bust
 Thug niggaz if you feel me bust
 No matter where you at pull your shit out and bust
 Yeah, first to bringin' the pain
 And you better bring a Hertz too
 Southern voodoo brewed up to curse you
 May even hurt you, born into violence
 Streets a pilot, flyin' rhymes over cloudy beats
 50 thousand feet above what you thought I was
 Just a scrub, not good enough to get your love
 I came with acrobatic tongue tactics
 Parental advisory because my shit is graphic
 Tatooed on your memory that fat Tennesee MC
 Comin' out hard, they call me Mr. B-I-G
 But not because of my size, you better recognize
 I'm do or die, when you talk about my green guys
 Warn the citizens, the killers on the loose again
 Gone off of 'lucigens, clownin' in the big Benz
 All I wanna do is make a nigga get bucked
 So get up, and get your mothafuckin' hands up
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 [MJG]
 Throw your hands in the smoke, cause there's smoke in the air
 Get close to me, I'll contact your ass like a flare
 As you stare, nigga you gonna come to term with what you see
 A primitive example of the shit you want to be
 And I ain't gonna be
 Persuaded, by blue sueded shoe wearin'
 Slick gun bitches, who get paid quick
 Trick niggaz stop all of that trickin' and shit
 If she come with a price tag, fuck that bitch
 Why should you switch?
 From one hoe, and love 'em all
 Cause she could suck the flavor out a dick?
 Hell nah
 One thing you gotta know about a woman
 Big dicks will be the reason for some shit known to get that pussy
 comin'
 Now who I be, before the G, MJ
 Nigga I ain't tryin' to high side
 But have a nice day
 Like a, get a way girl
 I get hips to watch
 I'm takin' applications
 Look at all the traffic you stopped
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